they're all part of the list
Title: they're all part of the list
Pairing: jongin/baekhyun
Genre: romance
Rating: pg
Summary: little things that are part of the reasons why baekhyun really hates his life.
Disclaimer: I just own the story, none of the boys.
a/n: kind of a sequel to this one shot called 'take a ride' ohoh was working on the side story of it and this came out oopsies orz idk maybe you need to read it first maybe not but this is really just a fun piece that looks into their relationship, well bits of it. it also kind of took a turn of events i didn't think it would take but i like it, it was fun~
they’re all part of the list
i. attention & concentration
Baekhyun knows, by the heat that he can feel on his face that he’s got eyes on him and there’s no way he can focus on reading homework with eyes that seem to be trying to burn a hole through his face.
“What?” He asks without looking up but no answers come to him so he thinks maybe he got this one wrong, until he looks up and regrets it because the flush on his face darkens and he juts out his bottom lip, “I am trying to study, Jongin.”
“What did I do?” Jongin asks with a shrug shaking his head as if he is the most innocent person in the room right now.
“You’re staring.” Baekhyun mumbles, lowering his eyes back to a problem he suddenly realizes he had the wrong answer to, “You’re distracting me, stop staring, I can’t focus.” He whines even more as he searches for his eraser, he starts growing a little impatient, a little annoyed when he can’t find that damn teraser and then it’s suddenly slid right next to his hand and he looks down at it then up at Jongin’s smug grin.
“I’ll kick you out.” Baekhyun threatens and takes the eraser out of Jongin’s grip, “This is not a game.” He adds but he knows that this kind of things goes in one of Jongin’s ears and comes right out of the other, there’s no helping it, Baekhyun is he one to blame for actually falling for someone younger who barely understood the importance of what he’s doing right now.
“Seriously,” Baekhyun sighs and shuts his book, there’s no studying with Jongin still staring at him, now even more at ease with his chin on top of the open palms of his hands, he quirks his eyebrows when Baekhyun frowns clearly displeased, “You’re done studying?”
“No, I’m throwing you out.” Baekhyun says and gets up as soon as the words leave his mouth, “Out Kim Jongin, I’ve got two exams due for the day after tomorrow and studying is vital to me right now.” He reaches for Jongin’s chair and turns it around, “Come on.”
“But hyung,” Jongin starts, as if he just understands that Baekhyun is serious about throwing him out, “I’ll stop staring, I’ll stop promise.” He quickly protests and holds his hands up, “I’ll be good.” He adds and somehow it even makes Baekhyun laugh because, right, like he can do that.
“Last chance.” Baekhyun gives in after much thought, “Last chance.” He repeats with a finger pointed at Jongin’s face who just nods and turns his chair back to face the table while Baekhyun makes his way back to his own and starts looking for where he left off.
It doesn’t even take two minutes for Jongin’s eyes to wander away from his book (that he finds boring to the core by the way) and look up. The first time it happens Baekhyun looks up with a sharp glare and Jongin lowers his eyes with a sheepish grin that he bites off before clearing his throat and turning a page of his book, still looking quite disinterested in what is written inside.
The second time it happens, Baekhyun doesn’t have it in him to be as intimidating as he’d like to be. He’s this close to solving this problem but his mind is taken off it because of how much more frequent Jongin’s eyes looking up become in between the seconds and he can even hear the clock’s seconds dragging on and on.
“Jongin-”
“I can’t help it.” Jongin interrupts him before he can end his sentence and he closes his book happy to discard it and stop pretending, “Sorry?” He says as more of a question because he and Baekhyun know he’s far from being sorry.
“I give up, alright, let’s go out.” Baekhyun sighs as he gives in and closes his notebook, crosses his legs on his chair and leans in, arms on the table, “Where to?” He asks and Jongin’s whole face brightens up, “Movies.” He answers with a nod and Baekhyun frowns looking down at his hands as he feel Jongin’s fingers probing at his left one.
“Had one in mind?” He asks, just as Jongin’s fingers manage to lift his left arm up and settle in the spaces of his fingers, “Not really, let’s just go and see?”
“You’re impossible.” Baekhyun adds softly, nibbling on his bottom lip that he has to let go of for Jongin to get a better hold of his mouth when he leans in and kisses him instead of answering.
“Just shower get dressed.” And really that’s all it takes for Baekhyun to just agree, a smile, a kiss, some words, this contrast that their fingers through each others bring to his eyes and how gentle everything feels yet warm and unsettling, and nods before doing as he’s been told to.
Not before leaning back in for another kiss, that Jongin gives back gladly with a smile that changes to a grin when Baekhyun’s mouth lingers and he sighs against Jongin’s stretched mouth, “I’ll be damned.” Baekhyun mumbles kissing Jongin’s grin, if his friends knew about this.
Being so whipped feels kind of awfully great, really. Awful.
ii. restriction & resolve
Now this is how it should be done, Baekhyun thinks approvingly while going through pages and pages of homework he’s been accumulating and a bit behind because of Jongin sitting in front of him too. Except this time, he’s quiet and with a frown on his face, pencil in his mouth and eyes focused on the piece of paper that he’s got to work on too.
This could be called a group study, except Baekhyun had to ditch Chanyeol and Yixing for this one, but they would be fine. As long s Yixing and Jongdae weren’t in the same room things were fine, but they would have to solve that matter soon too. He thought with a frown that soon mirrored Jongin’s.
Talking about Jongin, he seems stuck on the same page for awhile now, “Need help?” Baekhyun asks leaning in, though as soon as the words leave his mouth he wonders if he’s not just going to regret this if Jongin agrees.
“Hum?” Jongin looks up with a blink, he looks a bit lost before he catches on and lets out a soft “Oh, maybe?” He looks back down at his paper before looking back up at Baekhyun, and yes, yes Baekhyun should have just stayed still in his spot instead of saying anything.
But it’s too late when he realizes so and he barely has the time to pull back before Jongin’s fingers reach for his nose, “Hey,” Jongin says with a small pout and leans in with Baekhyun leaning further away, “If you don’t need help then get back to studying.”
“Well, this time it’s your fault, you distracted me.” Jongin says and it’s horrible that Baekhyun can’t even say this is a lie.
“Alright, I’m to blame, but we have a deal, and if you touch me you break it, if you break it I’m allowed to give you any type of punishment.” He says and leans his back against his chair watching Jongin’s expression change to a worried one, a tron one then a defeated one.
“You’re no fun.”
“You promised.” Baekhyun replies to that and has to really take on himself to not lean in and do something to that dejected face on Jongin’s face, but a deal is a deal. No touches until Jongin’s exams for the first semester are done with a good grade too.
That’s the first thing he came up with when he realized Jongin might actually fail but at the same time make the both of them fail if they kept on ignoring their piled up homework and studying to spend time together. It’ great and all and Baekhyun does miss it, Jongin’s wandering hands that seem to never leave his body alone.
“This is torture, it’s been going on for a week, can we take a break?” Jongin groans and finally give up on his work, “I’m tired and worn out and hyung, you need to not let me die of lack of physical affection.”
Baekhyun snorts and rolls his eyes, “You’ll survive.” Survive is the word, he thinks to himself and ignore the itch of his fingers to give in to Jongin’s words, a break hum, well, exams were next week and they’re stuck in the middle of this one, and Baekhyun’s resolve was breaking bit by bit but no, he shakes his head, he can’t just give in every time Jongin looks like he’s going to die and uses any methods he knows will work on him.
“Hyung,” like this soft tone that means he clearly is trying to win this argument, “just this once.”
Baekhyun stiffens and chomps on the end of his pen, “No,” he means to sound firmer than this, but he’s failing harder than he’s ever failed anything in his life.
There’s a silence in which he doesn’t even dare look up then, “Alright.” Jongin just agrees, he just agrees and Jongin never agrees to anything he doesn’t want to do so that makes Baekhyun uneasy all of a sudden. He squirms in his seat, brings his legs up and glances up when minutes goes by and Jongin hasn’t said a word, something like, joking and trick him into giving in again.
He really just gave in, Baekhyun frowns and tries to chase away the uneasiness and disappointment, wait he’s disappointed? He just chews harder and harder on his pen, what the, that’s not how it works. Jongin never gives in, why so then it really doesn’t matter anymore.
Baekhyun lets go of everything he’s been holding and his hands reaches for Jongin’s face, “A break sounds good.” He says in a breath as soon as his hands find contact with Jongin’s skin and it feels so new and raw against his palms that he’s scared of how he just breathes in and leans further in with his eyes closed.
He hears books falling and pens and pencils scattering around but all that really matters is that they’re not even doing anything but touching and it’s so enthralling, how can it be so breathtakingly painful to relive back in this? That was a stupid, stupid deal Baekhyun thinks and finally opens his eyes when he flops down on Jongin’s lap with no recollection of how he even got there-did he crawl over the table?
“Forget the deal.” Baekhyun says when he can speak again, his voice is husky and barely audible, stuck in his throat that he clears up, it’s actually quite painful when Jongin’s fingers find their ways against his neck behind his ears and down to his hip, fiddle with the end of his polo before sliding a thumb under and Baekhyun’s bottom lip starts hurting as soon as his teeth sinks in the flesh and he drops his forehead against Jongin’s.
Everything feels heightened and he hadn’t realized that he missed it that much.
“I missed you.” Jongin says with his mouth pressed against his cheek, close to his ears then down to his neck and Baekhyun just tightly wraps himself, arms and legs around Jongin and tightens his hold until he’s sure his whole body is just breathing Jongin and all he can feel is Jongin everywhere through the fabric of his clothes and against his skin.
iii. comforting & holding
“I’ll fail, I’m going to fail.” Baekhyun groans and wraps himself in his bed, he just doesn’t want to face anything right now not even Jongin sitting at the end of his ebd and nudging his leg, well, what he assumes is Baekhyun’s leg.
“Stop being dramatic.” Jongin says with a light chuckle and Baekhyun whines, curls around himself and fakes a sob, “I haven’t studied enough,” He says then pushes the cover off his face to throw a glare to Jongin, “Thanks to a certain someone.” He hides his face under the covers, “Now I’m going to fail and I’ll have to walk back to class with a look of shame.”
“Failing isn’t such a bad thing, you know, there’s worse.” Jongin starts moving and Baekhyun kicks him with his tucked in legs, “Don’t come here, you’re not allowed anymore, why do you think I’m hiding in between layers of blankets?”
“Because it’s winter and you’re cold?” Jongin laughs and Baekhyun rolls away with his piles of blankets around his body, “I’m serous Jongin, so stay away, I don’t like you right now.”
“That’s gonna be a problem because I still like you right now.” Jongin’s laugh starts becoming contagious, making him relax and Baekhyun’s anger and frustration starts to dissipate for a bit so he peeks out of the cover, “Well, it’s your problem, deal with it.” He says and hides back, he’s still worried about how he did on the exam of last week.
It’s enough of a distracting thought for Jongin to start unwrapping the blankets without him realizing until he feels a breeze and “Jongin!” Baekhyun startles when he feels cold fingers on his neck, his waist and goddamn, “Why are your fingers so cold and get out!” he wiggles and tries to get out of under the covers but Jongin’s cold fingers grip him and they start warming up against his skin.
“You’re not going anywhere.” Jongin chuckles against his ear and pulls him so close Baekhyun just stays still, his back fitting against Jongin’s chest, “You’re not going to fail, you’ll have the best grade in the whole class and even if you don’t, you’ll still have the best grade for me, if that counts.” Jongin laughs and Baekhyun elbows him lightly, “Not funny.”
“sorry, but it’s true, you worry too much, I’m sure you did great.” Jongin’s voice drops to a more serious tone and Baekhyun sighs snuggling closer to Jongin’s heat, “Right? I shouldn’t worry right?” Jongin nods with his cheek pressed against Baekhyun’s and he’s got his mouth pressed in a quick kiss there before returning his cheek on the place he kissed, “Of course, or you’ll get wrinkles, you always do well you dummy.”
Baekhyun hums softly, though he frowns at the dummy comment but he decides to let it go, holds onto Jongin’s arm around him and turns with a smile, he’s not quite close to completely reassured but he’s better now, somehow more calm and he’s sure he’s never been this way the day before the results of how he did on an exam.
Jongin chuckles brushes against his nose along with his own nose after and Baekhyun closes his eyes, presses his lips to the corner of Jongin’s mouth and sighs contently rolling on his side so he’s fully facing Jongin then proceeds to give him a proper kiss.
iv. pride & gratitude
To think the first thing Baekhyun has to do is hit Chanyeol on the head so he stops freaking screaming when Jongin appears on the stage after his name is called. Guess some things just never changes, he thinks with a pretty smug smile on his face when Jongin turns and smile at all of them then raises his folded diploma in his hand.
“Now I can’t call him your high school boy anymore.” Chanyeol sighs.
“Which is a good thing.” Baekhyun nods approving of this turn of event and then focuses his eyes back on Jongin because the best part is to come after all, watch him struggle with an awkward speech that he obviously doesn’t look like he was stressing about it and whining through the whole day to Baekhyun, who obviously enjoyed seeing Jongin just as worked up as he’d never seen him before.
(Except for that one time Baekhyun told him they should break up as an April fools, a bad one that he will never ever try again.)
Then it’s the end of his speech and Jongin takes in a deep breath before searching with his eyes through the crowd, he frowns in concentration until Baekhyun feels his arm being lifted up in the air before he can stop it and Jongin’s eyebrows relax before a small smile edges on his face then he ends with a soft, “Thank you.”
Of course he has to make eye contact with Baekhyun and make it look like he’s talking to him more than to everyone else in the room, because who cares if Baekhyun’s not ready for this kind of things because it makes his heart pick up a rather excessively accelerated pulse.
Baekhyun will kill Chanyeol later, mostly because of how his face flares up with a heat that crawls all the way down to his neck with shudders down his spine and he has to quickly look down because god damn Kim Jongin’s smug grin.
“You did great,” Chanyeol ruffles Jongin’s hair, earning himself a groan and a shove to the side, “Thanks.” Jongin says though, really feeling better after this whole graduation ceremony.
“So what now, you’re all grown up?” Baekhyun joins in, standing on the side with his hands safe in his pockets as he gauges Jongin’s reaction at catching sight of him, “Maybe? I’ve been grown up for awhile though.” Jongin shrugs and Baekhyun settles with a moue on his face, “But I’m sorry that you might have to change your id name on your phone, I’m not a high school boy anymore.”
Chanyeol laughs and Baekhyun sighs, “I’ve done that long time ago.” He protests and Jongin just nods with a grin as wide as the world could be, but warmer than the cold winter biting Baekhyun’s nose right now, “I know.”
“How would you know that?” Baekhyun questions because even though he changed it he never told Jongin he did change it, “I checked your phone last week, by accident of course.” Jongin says with a shrug, like it isn’t such a big deal that he fucking read what Baekhyun changed his id name to.
“You-you saw it?” Baekhyun’s voice, still insecure, comes out in a soft mumble and he looks down when all Jongin does is nod with an innocent façade that Baekhyun would totally like to slap off his face.
“That’s-I’ll just change it again.” Baekhyun decides and pulls his phone out of his pocket to do so, because he’s not going to keep this, but soon as it’s out Jongin grabs his phone and shakes his head holding it up, “I like it, keep it!” He says but Baekhyun jumps to get to his phone, “Give it back, Kim Jongin, I swear to god.”
“Give it here.” That’s Chanyeol’s voice, that’s trouble, no, no, Baekhyun watches his phone falls in the hands of his best friend and just this is so not what he should have come to.
Of course Chanyeol reads through his contacts and Jongin holds him back with a tight grip around his body when Baekhyun tries to stop this disaster from happening. It’s not that the nickname is a bad one or a cheesy one, it’s just, “It’s temporary, that’s why it’s got a question mark, and I’ve got a boyfriend who should mind his own business Chanyeol give me back my phone.”
But it happens, Chanyeol smiles and Baekhyun knows it’s too late so he just stops struggling resting his back against Jongin and tilts his head to look up at him with a disapproving glare.
“It’s a cute one.” Jongin says, “What?” He asks and Baekhyun just keep quiet so he leans in and nips at the tip of his reddening nose, “You’ll survive.”
Chanyeol quickly deletes the interrogation mark at the end of the id name love? And nods proudly to himself before holding it up to show his work to the entire crowd around them, then it becomes a promise for Baekhyun to change his circle of friend especially those who shouts, “Look, my friend’s in love!”
God damn it.
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a/n: on a little side note i might write more side stories based on this verse because i kind of really love it idky sobs
Pairing: jongin/baekhyun
Genre: romance
Rating: pg
Summary: little things that are part of the reasons why baekhyun really hates his life.
Disclaimer: I just own the story, none of the boys.
a/n: kind of a sequel to this one shot called 'take a ride' ohoh was working on the side story of it and this came out oopsies orz idk maybe you need to read it first maybe not but this is really just a fun piece that looks into their relationship, well bits of it. it also kind of took a turn of events i didn't think it would take but i like it, it was fun~
they’re all part of the list
i. attention & concentration
Baekhyun knows, by the heat that he can feel on his face that he’s got eyes on him and there’s no way he can focus on reading homework with eyes that seem to be trying to burn a hole through his face.
“What?” He asks without looking up but no answers come to him so he thinks maybe he got this one wrong, until he looks up and regrets it because the flush on his face darkens and he juts out his bottom lip, “I am trying to study, Jongin.”
“What did I do?” Jongin asks with a shrug shaking his head as if he is the most innocent person in the room right now.
“You’re staring.” Baekhyun mumbles, lowering his eyes back to a problem he suddenly realizes he had the wrong answer to, “You’re distracting me, stop staring, I can’t focus.” He whines even more as he searches for his eraser, he starts growing a little impatient, a little annoyed when he can’t find that damn teraser and then it’s suddenly slid right next to his hand and he looks down at it then up at Jongin’s smug grin.
“I’ll kick you out.” Baekhyun threatens and takes the eraser out of Jongin’s grip, “This is not a game.” He adds but he knows that this kind of things goes in one of Jongin’s ears and comes right out of the other, there’s no helping it, Baekhyun is he one to blame for actually falling for someone younger who barely understood the importance of what he’s doing right now.
“Seriously,” Baekhyun sighs and shuts his book, there’s no studying with Jongin still staring at him, now even more at ease with his chin on top of the open palms of his hands, he quirks his eyebrows when Baekhyun frowns clearly displeased, “You’re done studying?”
“No, I’m throwing you out.” Baekhyun says and gets up as soon as the words leave his mouth, “Out Kim Jongin, I’ve got two exams due for the day after tomorrow and studying is vital to me right now.” He reaches for Jongin’s chair and turns it around, “Come on.”
“But hyung,” Jongin starts, as if he just understands that Baekhyun is serious about throwing him out, “I’ll stop staring, I’ll stop promise.” He quickly protests and holds his hands up, “I’ll be good.” He adds and somehow it even makes Baekhyun laugh because, right, like he can do that.
“Last chance.” Baekhyun gives in after much thought, “Last chance.” He repeats with a finger pointed at Jongin’s face who just nods and turns his chair back to face the table while Baekhyun makes his way back to his own and starts looking for where he left off.
It doesn’t even take two minutes for Jongin’s eyes to wander away from his book (that he finds boring to the core by the way) and look up. The first time it happens Baekhyun looks up with a sharp glare and Jongin lowers his eyes with a sheepish grin that he bites off before clearing his throat and turning a page of his book, still looking quite disinterested in what is written inside.
The second time it happens, Baekhyun doesn’t have it in him to be as intimidating as he’d like to be. He’s this close to solving this problem but his mind is taken off it because of how much more frequent Jongin’s eyes looking up become in between the seconds and he can even hear the clock’s seconds dragging on and on.
“Jongin-”
“I can’t help it.” Jongin interrupts him before he can end his sentence and he closes his book happy to discard it and stop pretending, “Sorry?” He says as more of a question because he and Baekhyun know he’s far from being sorry.
“I give up, alright, let’s go out.” Baekhyun sighs as he gives in and closes his notebook, crosses his legs on his chair and leans in, arms on the table, “Where to?” He asks and Jongin’s whole face brightens up, “Movies.” He answers with a nod and Baekhyun frowns looking down at his hands as he feel Jongin’s fingers probing at his left one.
“Had one in mind?” He asks, just as Jongin’s fingers manage to lift his left arm up and settle in the spaces of his fingers, “Not really, let’s just go and see?”
“You’re impossible.” Baekhyun adds softly, nibbling on his bottom lip that he has to let go of for Jongin to get a better hold of his mouth when he leans in and kisses him instead of answering.
“Just shower get dressed.” And really that’s all it takes for Baekhyun to just agree, a smile, a kiss, some words, this contrast that their fingers through each others bring to his eyes and how gentle everything feels yet warm and unsettling, and nods before doing as he’s been told to.
Not before leaning back in for another kiss, that Jongin gives back gladly with a smile that changes to a grin when Baekhyun’s mouth lingers and he sighs against Jongin’s stretched mouth, “I’ll be damned.” Baekhyun mumbles kissing Jongin’s grin, if his friends knew about this.
Being so whipped feels kind of awfully great, really. Awful.
ii. restriction & resolve
Now this is how it should be done, Baekhyun thinks approvingly while going through pages and pages of homework he’s been accumulating and a bit behind because of Jongin sitting in front of him too. Except this time, he’s quiet and with a frown on his face, pencil in his mouth and eyes focused on the piece of paper that he’s got to work on too.
This could be called a group study, except Baekhyun had to ditch Chanyeol and Yixing for this one, but they would be fine. As long s Yixing and Jongdae weren’t in the same room things were fine, but they would have to solve that matter soon too. He thought with a frown that soon mirrored Jongin’s.
Talking about Jongin, he seems stuck on the same page for awhile now, “Need help?” Baekhyun asks leaning in, though as soon as the words leave his mouth he wonders if he’s not just going to regret this if Jongin agrees.
“Hum?” Jongin looks up with a blink, he looks a bit lost before he catches on and lets out a soft “Oh, maybe?” He looks back down at his paper before looking back up at Baekhyun, and yes, yes Baekhyun should have just stayed still in his spot instead of saying anything.
But it’s too late when he realizes so and he barely has the time to pull back before Jongin’s fingers reach for his nose, “Hey,” Jongin says with a small pout and leans in with Baekhyun leaning further away, “If you don’t need help then get back to studying.”
“Well, this time it’s your fault, you distracted me.” Jongin says and it’s horrible that Baekhyun can’t even say this is a lie.
“Alright, I’m to blame, but we have a deal, and if you touch me you break it, if you break it I’m allowed to give you any type of punishment.” He says and leans his back against his chair watching Jongin’s expression change to a worried one, a tron one then a defeated one.
“You’re no fun.”
“You promised.” Baekhyun replies to that and has to really take on himself to not lean in and do something to that dejected face on Jongin’s face, but a deal is a deal. No touches until Jongin’s exams for the first semester are done with a good grade too.
That’s the first thing he came up with when he realized Jongin might actually fail but at the same time make the both of them fail if they kept on ignoring their piled up homework and studying to spend time together. It’ great and all and Baekhyun does miss it, Jongin’s wandering hands that seem to never leave his body alone.
“This is torture, it’s been going on for a week, can we take a break?” Jongin groans and finally give up on his work, “I’m tired and worn out and hyung, you need to not let me die of lack of physical affection.”
Baekhyun snorts and rolls his eyes, “You’ll survive.” Survive is the word, he thinks to himself and ignore the itch of his fingers to give in to Jongin’s words, a break hum, well, exams were next week and they’re stuck in the middle of this one, and Baekhyun’s resolve was breaking bit by bit but no, he shakes his head, he can’t just give in every time Jongin looks like he’s going to die and uses any methods he knows will work on him.
“Hyung,” like this soft tone that means he clearly is trying to win this argument, “just this once.”
Baekhyun stiffens and chomps on the end of his pen, “No,” he means to sound firmer than this, but he’s failing harder than he’s ever failed anything in his life.
There’s a silence in which he doesn’t even dare look up then, “Alright.” Jongin just agrees, he just agrees and Jongin never agrees to anything he doesn’t want to do so that makes Baekhyun uneasy all of a sudden. He squirms in his seat, brings his legs up and glances up when minutes goes by and Jongin hasn’t said a word, something like, joking and trick him into giving in again.
He really just gave in, Baekhyun frowns and tries to chase away the uneasiness and disappointment, wait he’s disappointed? He just chews harder and harder on his pen, what the, that’s not how it works. Jongin never gives in, why so then it really doesn’t matter anymore.
Baekhyun lets go of everything he’s been holding and his hands reaches for Jongin’s face, “A break sounds good.” He says in a breath as soon as his hands find contact with Jongin’s skin and it feels so new and raw against his palms that he’s scared of how he just breathes in and leans further in with his eyes closed.
He hears books falling and pens and pencils scattering around but all that really matters is that they’re not even doing anything but touching and it’s so enthralling, how can it be so breathtakingly painful to relive back in this? That was a stupid, stupid deal Baekhyun thinks and finally opens his eyes when he flops down on Jongin’s lap with no recollection of how he even got there-did he crawl over the table?
“Forget the deal.” Baekhyun says when he can speak again, his voice is husky and barely audible, stuck in his throat that he clears up, it’s actually quite painful when Jongin’s fingers find their ways against his neck behind his ears and down to his hip, fiddle with the end of his polo before sliding a thumb under and Baekhyun’s bottom lip starts hurting as soon as his teeth sinks in the flesh and he drops his forehead against Jongin’s.
Everything feels heightened and he hadn’t realized that he missed it that much.
“I missed you.” Jongin says with his mouth pressed against his cheek, close to his ears then down to his neck and Baekhyun just tightly wraps himself, arms and legs around Jongin and tightens his hold until he’s sure his whole body is just breathing Jongin and all he can feel is Jongin everywhere through the fabric of his clothes and against his skin.
iii. comforting & holding
“I’ll fail, I’m going to fail.” Baekhyun groans and wraps himself in his bed, he just doesn’t want to face anything right now not even Jongin sitting at the end of his ebd and nudging his leg, well, what he assumes is Baekhyun’s leg.
“Stop being dramatic.” Jongin says with a light chuckle and Baekhyun whines, curls around himself and fakes a sob, “I haven’t studied enough,” He says then pushes the cover off his face to throw a glare to Jongin, “Thanks to a certain someone.” He hides his face under the covers, “Now I’m going to fail and I’ll have to walk back to class with a look of shame.”
“Failing isn’t such a bad thing, you know, there’s worse.” Jongin starts moving and Baekhyun kicks him with his tucked in legs, “Don’t come here, you’re not allowed anymore, why do you think I’m hiding in between layers of blankets?”
“Because it’s winter and you’re cold?” Jongin laughs and Baekhyun rolls away with his piles of blankets around his body, “I’m serous Jongin, so stay away, I don’t like you right now.”
“That’s gonna be a problem because I still like you right now.” Jongin’s laugh starts becoming contagious, making him relax and Baekhyun’s anger and frustration starts to dissipate for a bit so he peeks out of the cover, “Well, it’s your problem, deal with it.” He says and hides back, he’s still worried about how he did on the exam of last week.
It’s enough of a distracting thought for Jongin to start unwrapping the blankets without him realizing until he feels a breeze and “Jongin!” Baekhyun startles when he feels cold fingers on his neck, his waist and goddamn, “Why are your fingers so cold and get out!” he wiggles and tries to get out of under the covers but Jongin’s cold fingers grip him and they start warming up against his skin.
“You’re not going anywhere.” Jongin chuckles against his ear and pulls him so close Baekhyun just stays still, his back fitting against Jongin’s chest, “You’re not going to fail, you’ll have the best grade in the whole class and even if you don’t, you’ll still have the best grade for me, if that counts.” Jongin laughs and Baekhyun elbows him lightly, “Not funny.”
“sorry, but it’s true, you worry too much, I’m sure you did great.” Jongin’s voice drops to a more serious tone and Baekhyun sighs snuggling closer to Jongin’s heat, “Right? I shouldn’t worry right?” Jongin nods with his cheek pressed against Baekhyun’s and he’s got his mouth pressed in a quick kiss there before returning his cheek on the place he kissed, “Of course, or you’ll get wrinkles, you always do well you dummy.”
Baekhyun hums softly, though he frowns at the dummy comment but he decides to let it go, holds onto Jongin’s arm around him and turns with a smile, he’s not quite close to completely reassured but he’s better now, somehow more calm and he’s sure he’s never been this way the day before the results of how he did on an exam.
Jongin chuckles brushes against his nose along with his own nose after and Baekhyun closes his eyes, presses his lips to the corner of Jongin’s mouth and sighs contently rolling on his side so he’s fully facing Jongin then proceeds to give him a proper kiss.
iv. pride & gratitude
To think the first thing Baekhyun has to do is hit Chanyeol on the head so he stops freaking screaming when Jongin appears on the stage after his name is called. Guess some things just never changes, he thinks with a pretty smug smile on his face when Jongin turns and smile at all of them then raises his folded diploma in his hand.
“Now I can’t call him your high school boy anymore.” Chanyeol sighs.
“Which is a good thing.” Baekhyun nods approving of this turn of event and then focuses his eyes back on Jongin because the best part is to come after all, watch him struggle with an awkward speech that he obviously doesn’t look like he was stressing about it and whining through the whole day to Baekhyun, who obviously enjoyed seeing Jongin just as worked up as he’d never seen him before.
(Except for that one time Baekhyun told him they should break up as an April fools, a bad one that he will never ever try again.)
Then it’s the end of his speech and Jongin takes in a deep breath before searching with his eyes through the crowd, he frowns in concentration until Baekhyun feels his arm being lifted up in the air before he can stop it and Jongin’s eyebrows relax before a small smile edges on his face then he ends with a soft, “Thank you.”
Of course he has to make eye contact with Baekhyun and make it look like he’s talking to him more than to everyone else in the room, because who cares if Baekhyun’s not ready for this kind of things because it makes his heart pick up a rather excessively accelerated pulse.
Baekhyun will kill Chanyeol later, mostly because of how his face flares up with a heat that crawls all the way down to his neck with shudders down his spine and he has to quickly look down because god damn Kim Jongin’s smug grin.
“You did great,” Chanyeol ruffles Jongin’s hair, earning himself a groan and a shove to the side, “Thanks.” Jongin says though, really feeling better after this whole graduation ceremony.
“So what now, you’re all grown up?” Baekhyun joins in, standing on the side with his hands safe in his pockets as he gauges Jongin’s reaction at catching sight of him, “Maybe? I’ve been grown up for awhile though.” Jongin shrugs and Baekhyun settles with a moue on his face, “But I’m sorry that you might have to change your id name on your phone, I’m not a high school boy anymore.”
Chanyeol laughs and Baekhyun sighs, “I’ve done that long time ago.” He protests and Jongin just nods with a grin as wide as the world could be, but warmer than the cold winter biting Baekhyun’s nose right now, “I know.”
“How would you know that?” Baekhyun questions because even though he changed it he never told Jongin he did change it, “I checked your phone last week, by accident of course.” Jongin says with a shrug, like it isn’t such a big deal that he fucking read what Baekhyun changed his id name to.
“You-you saw it?” Baekhyun’s voice, still insecure, comes out in a soft mumble and he looks down when all Jongin does is nod with an innocent façade that Baekhyun would totally like to slap off his face.
“That’s-I’ll just change it again.” Baekhyun decides and pulls his phone out of his pocket to do so, because he’s not going to keep this, but soon as it’s out Jongin grabs his phone and shakes his head holding it up, “I like it, keep it!” He says but Baekhyun jumps to get to his phone, “Give it back, Kim Jongin, I swear to god.”
“Give it here.” That’s Chanyeol’s voice, that’s trouble, no, no, Baekhyun watches his phone falls in the hands of his best friend and just this is so not what he should have come to.
Of course Chanyeol reads through his contacts and Jongin holds him back with a tight grip around his body when Baekhyun tries to stop this disaster from happening. It’s not that the nickname is a bad one or a cheesy one, it’s just, “It’s temporary, that’s why it’s got a question mark, and I’ve got a boyfriend who should mind his own business Chanyeol give me back my phone.”
But it happens, Chanyeol smiles and Baekhyun knows it’s too late so he just stops struggling resting his back against Jongin and tilts his head to look up at him with a disapproving glare.
“It’s a cute one.” Jongin says, “What?” He asks and Baekhyun just keep quiet so he leans in and nips at the tip of his reddening nose, “You’ll survive.”
Chanyeol quickly deletes the interrogation mark at the end of the id name love? And nods proudly to himself before holding it up to show his work to the entire crowd around them, then it becomes a promise for Baekhyun to change his circle of friend especially those who shouts, “Look, my friend’s in love!”
God damn it.
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a/n: on a little side note i might write more side stories based on this verse because i kind of really love it idky sobs